Last night was the first night in the new house. I've come to a few conclusions and thats that me and R should definitely only be friends while trying to live together.
My brother has been borrowing my car.. the conditions of this is that he leaves at least a quarter of a tank of fuel in it or $10 in the ash tray and keeps it running and he can use it pretty well whenever he wants. So far the fuel gage has not been above E. I actually caught him putting lawn mower fuel in it the other day, like a litre or something so that he could leave it on empty in case I wanted to use it, now he carries around a dummy tank in the boot so he can put just enough fuel in it to get to and from his destination. Well, last night I decided I would use my car to take some stuff to the new house because its really big, it was on empty so i filled it up but then it ran it 3/4 hot pretty much right away. I pulled over to let it cool for like 15 minutes and drove down the road and it went straight to Hot. It was pouring down rain and broken down on the side of the highway. fucking great. My brother had failed to tell me it was also in fact broken.
Had to wait for ages, so went to get food with Jennay and R. Came back and it made it to the house. Last night was the first time I had actually seen it. It is so nice, its an older style Queenslander type house, its really open with french doors and a huge balcony with the underpart of it vacant. Its going to be pretty good to have parties there. my room is small but its not as small as I imagined it to be. Its also has this gorgeous huge kitchen and all these big trees round the outside.
Tonight I'm home alone... for a bit. Im going to go get my car and drive home and get more stuff I just hope I make it. stupid car.
